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	» Age: more than 20 » Species: Tiefling » A5 Card: Open » Seeking: Fun, interetsing people » Preferences: Any! Men, women, both, nayder! » Interests: Fun new experienses, new metings and you » Bio: Former carnie. Flecsible. Purple all over. The cards tell me you shuld try me on! (Only leve voice mesages.)
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[halforc]

[ Simmering with a post-orgasmic glow, he kisses back blindly and goes with an easy thump back into the blankets when prompted, sprawled there with his arms up and thighs hiked around Molly's hips. The change in angle gets him gasping out of his stupor, lashes fluttering, but he's too comfortable to protest. ]

Ah, ahhh ...

[ One of his heavy hands sways up to find Molly, wanting to hold onto him. ]

[devilstongue]

[ Molly watches as the pleasure-muddled Fjord easily follows his gentle instructions, sprawling back like that. It gives him space to kiss over his chest and take that searching hand in his own. He laces their fingers and then positions himself a bit better, pulling up a thick green thigh so that he can sink in as deep as possible. ]

Fjord...

[ He gasps, hand tightening in their grip. ]

Gods, you're so good, so tight for me. Fuck!

[ He's going to have a hard time to not come while fucking Fjord like the man deserved, but damn if Molly isn't up for the challenge as his hips rock forward. ]

[halforc]

[ Being good for Molly is all he wants, all that matters now. Hitching his knees up around that slim waist he can hold onto him better as Molly moves, drag him in with his heels and calves so that his lover can drive deep over that throbbing sweet spot every time. It's different to being the one doing the fucking because the orgasm melts more easily into a constant pleasure with a cock still fucking him raw, overstimulated, and he groans with how much of a gift it is. Maybe orcs fucks for days ...

Fjord feels like he could, if Molly wanted to.

He grasps onto the base of his lover's horns to dig his nails in around them, pulling them back with handfuls of hair so he can see Molly's face. ]

[devilstongue]

[ Fjord feels so amazing both around his cock and his body, thighs holding on and heels helping him to fuck half-orc deep in the place that makes him the happiest. He could listen to those moans forever, and leans up as much as he can when his horn is tugged to look at his gorgeous lover. He only reaches to a green neck, but it's enough to watch the pleasure on Fjord's face.

He's so fucking beautiful. ]

Oh, gods... I'll fuck you good like this any time you want, love. So good for me...

[ Molly is so turned on that he has to slow his thrusts, changing the pace to long and deep strokes so he doesn't lose himself. ]

Too good, damn...

[halforc]

Molly ... !

[ Fjord's cries are broken as he holds onto him, hands drifting to a pair of shoulders and then Molly's back, raking nails down his sides. Completely wrecked, fucked out of his mind, his mouth hangs open on moans as Molly uses him to stir his dick in the hot grip of Fjord's ass, forcing him to stay on a precipice of sensation. Molly's name fills the room as Fjord encourages him to keep going and seek out his own pleasure, to take it as slow as he wants. Sweat sheens across green skin as Fjord moves under him, with him. ]

Yes, yes, please ...

[devilstongue]

[ Fjord is so, so beautiful and even in the middle of some heated, desperate sex Molly's heart is full to bursting. He loves this, loves seeing Fjord fall apart for him and show this vulnerable side. Claws rake at his shoulders as he drives into that body with decadent slow strokes, lost in pleasure.

He loves him so much, loves the way he moves, the way his eyes are golden moon when he gets a glimpse, nothing but bliss in his head. Molly kisses at that chest, returning the feel of claws as he hears the thrumming of his heart in his ears, heat in his veins begging him to go faster, to fill Fjord like the man deserves. ]

Love you... fuck, you're such a sweet little thing for me. Maybe it's you that needs to be bred this time, hmm?

[ Molly isn't sure how he can still speak when his head is so full of want and need, but it just makes it all so much hotter. ]

[halforc]

[ Sweet little thing has him groaning loudly, turned-on by the shock of hearing something so unexpected. No one else has ever or would ever call him that, not even Caleb with his clever way of finagling out what Fjord needs to hear, and it has him arching beneath Molly to chase the sharp stab of pleasure jolting with Molly's thrusts. Gasping with his head thrown back, he rakes hard along lavender shoulders and starts to buck out of rhythm, chasing the rising wave of orgasm. ]

Molly! I, ohhh ... !

[ As he starts to come he tightens up around him and cinches his knees around Molly's hips, shuddering all over with the first wave of white that hits his belly and chest. The wail that leaves him fills the room, not even Molly's name but a guttural relief. ]

[devilstongue]

[ Half-dazed red eyes highlight Molly's long lashes with their glow as he watches his lover, his mate, come apart underneath his hungry, deep thrusts. Claws scratching his back and the wail of Fjord's pleasure is bliss.

It doesn't take him more than a breath to follow, spilling himself deep inside the half-orc with a hiss of that pretty name on his lips. With the edging they had played with, the orgasm is stronger and it steals his air from his lungs, making Molly gasp and automatically roll his hips forward a bit just to keep it going.

Finally he runs out of strength, half-collapsing on top of Fjord with the most pleased purr. He's earned his break, okay? ]

[halforc]

[ It's a strange thing to feel, Molly coming inside him, but that makes it all the more memorable even without the strong emotional bond they share; Fjord arches up when he feels Molly gasp and lose control, fisting a hand in the back of purple hair to hold on better and watch it play out over that handsome face. He leans up to steal a kiss while Molly is too distracted to commit, rolling them onto their sides so they can stay connected but also lounge a lot more easily together, keen to keep touching Molly by running his hands down his tiefling's back and dropping kisses all down a purple neck.

For a while that's how Fjord remains, content to bask in the physical intimacy and the mess they have made, heartbeat slowly returning to normal as sweat cools on his skin. ]

[devilstongue]

[ Molly curls into Fjord's embrace, a mess of breath and a soft moan as they roll over. He's a little out of it for a moment, slowly brought back by kisses and fingers in his hair. Those red eyes meet gold and he smiles, reaching to run his fingers through that beard and beg a sweet kiss on the lips. ]

You are so good to me, love. This day is perfect.

[halforc]

That's because you're perfect.

[ It's incredibly sappy and said with a beaming smile, kissing Molly a moment before easing his hips away; Fjord gasps into his lover's mouth, somehow still surprised when it hurts a little. The come that slides free down his thigh has him wincing more though, hiding his head on Molly's shoulder. ]

Oh, god, that's ... unique.

[devilstongue]

[ Aww. Molly places a kiss on the top of Fjord's nose and then helps to separate them. ]

Mmm...

[ It's a nice feeling, if a little overstimulated. He notices that wince, though, and runs his fingers through that now pretty long hair. they should do this more often, so Fjord gets used to it and it doesn't hurt.

Then again, it was special because it was a rare treat.

The reaction to hot tiefling seed dripping out of him has Molly laughing, and he reaches to try to grab their stash of washcloths without leaving those sweet, safe arms. ]

On of my favorite things... but I don't come as much as you.

[halforc]

[ Fjord takes one of the washcloths to swipe away the worst, tossing it toward a bin and rolling in exhaustion onto his back. He leaves an arm open for him, yawning deeply with his eyes already beginning to close. ]

If you did, I'd be in trouble.

[devilstongue]

[ Molly snorts at that and then rolls into that familiar hold, the place where he fits so well that it might just be made for him. He sighs happily against Fjord's chest and presses a kiss at a green neck. ]

This has been the best date of my life.

[halforc]

You're the best ... you ... of my life.

[ Snoooooore. ]